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On eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, we will remember them.

Posted at 11th Nov 2009 - 10:57AM   Posted by Zoe   Armistice Day Comments: 9

Westerwitch's Avatar Thank you Zoe.

Posted by: Westerwitch on 11th Nov 2009 at 11:14AM

Pipany's Avatar yes, thank you.

Posted by: Pipany on 11th Nov 2009 at 11:37AM

Withy Brook's Avatar At the eleventh hour, I pulled my car off the road. Thank you Zoe.

Posted by: Withy Brook on 11th Nov 2009 at 12:24PM

Camilla's Avatar Thank you kindly Zoe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn,
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

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Posted by: Camilla on 11th Nov 2009 at 01:15PM

Cait's Avatar What a fabulous photo Zoe,

Posted by: Cait on 11th Nov 2009 at 02:15PM

Thank you Zoe. I sang this morning with a french choir. The service didn't start until 11.00am. I managed to find myself a quiet corner to those passed

Posted by: Pili Pala on 11th Nov 2009 at 03:05PM

Elizabethm's Avatar Wonderful picture Zoe.

Posted by: Elizabethm on 11th Nov 2009 at 08:23PM

Twiglet's Avatar We had to let builders into my daughter's house today. They were all busy when the youngest lad piped up "Only a few minutes until the 2 minutes silence!" I popped the tv on and we all stood and listened to Big Ben and then shared the minutes of silence. He was probably the same age as the young men who gave up their lives all those years ago. It pleased me that without prompting this young man wanted to ensure that we all paid our respects.

Posted by: Twiglet on 11th Nov 2009 at 09:39PM


In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918), Canadian Army.

McCrae died of pneumonia on January 28, 1918, while still commanding No. 3 Canadian General Hospital in France. That may have been the same hospital at which my uncle died the previous spring, a victim in the Canadian offensive at Vimy Ridge.

Posted by: Rob-bear on 12th Nov 2009 at 04:29AM

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